Quoted from gingerprincess7 on Pinterest, who left this comment on a girl considering suicide’s most recent pin,
“Princess. Please listen to me and every word I’m about to say. There’s nothing more on the world that is more precious than the life that you were given. There’s nothing more than could be taken away so easily too. What I’m saying is you decide. You decide how you look at your life, glass half full , glass half empty. You chose. Nobody needs to out ideas into your head that you don’t agree with. You’re a strong woman. Soon, women will be the voice of the ones hiding on the dark. We will be the voice of millions. We are stronger than most people can beileve, ecapecially men. Because we can handle things. We have so many things on out shoulders that most men would crumble with the thought if the weight. Some of the best people do not think that their strong. You are one of those best people. You chose to go left or right. You chose. This is your life. So live it. The time, that you’ve been so desperately waiting for. How many times do u really get a second chance? I mean really. Rarely right? Exactly. Taking your life is not the answer. Now, don’t get my wrong suicide is not the answer. Never. And neither is it cowardly. You’re drowning but see everyone breathing. Your heart just wants he good things in life when sometimes their just in front of you if you just let yourself stand up. Beileve in yourself. Beileve that this darkness that veils the maturing women, will become the light that empowers her. The little girl that grew up so fast over the cruel words they said, how many open wounds they’ve given you , and how they never seem to heal. How one thing can just trigger a shotgun of emotions inside that pretty little head of yours. It’s tough, beileve me I know. You can hear rumours but you can never know them. What they say, is just them saying what they feel about themselves. They take it out in you. It’s not your fault. They can take their nasty words and shove it. Stand up for yourself. Be calm, I mean they make you stronger, your building more walls that protect you from the worst. Now. Those thoughts inside your head. The girl that scares you so much because you know deep down this isn’t you. How did you get here you think to yourself? Society. People. Self hate. Lies, that have just as much truth in them as the words that never escaped your mouth. The words that you’ve been dying to say but come to realize that no one will listen. Your cries for help. Baby. I’ve heard them loud and clear. Let me in and I can help you get out of there. This is not the end. Do not let yourself go. The only way you can fly if you allow yourself to fall. Let yourself be yourself. Accept yourself . Then those scrutinizing hours you spend picking apart your so called flaws. They make you unique. I think you’re beautiful. Please don’t take your life. Your parents? The ones that will find you? The thoughts of horror and nightmares that corn after the day . The tears of a mourning mother and a father. There is no other feeling like loosing one of your own. Someone that they brought into this world only to find they hated it here. And how they’ll blame themselves. Still thinking your safe in your bed.Suicide and closure, they don’t come together. There’s no sense of closure, no reassurance, there’s always the simple question. Why? Your best friend can bare to go on without you. She’ll cry every night. She’ll not share a smile for years because suicide doesn’t go away. It haunts you. Your siblings. Not a smile. Not one single smile since you left. They cry themselves to sleep, and wish so desperately to see you one last time. To hear your voice. So desperately bad. Don’t do this. Please don’t. This isn’t the answer. Your story is not over yet. Beileve. Stay strong.”
Can I just say how beautiful I find this? It looks like it took her hours to post this. Just to help one teen girl who was leaning on the edge. Well, the girl did commit suicide, but she put up quite a fight,
Reblogged this on The World From Behind My Glasses and commented:
This is so so beautiful ❤
Isn’t it?
This post is so beautiful! I’m tearing up right now… 😢
:’)
That is horrible! Chloe, you’re twelve, why are you reading this? It was beautiful, encouraging- and then the girl did it anyway! I usually love your blog, but….One million thumbs down! I’m really sorry.
Maybe the reason I’m reading this is because I’m dealing with the exact same thing.
Oh no that’s horrible Lola! *snuggles* I just, I is there any way I can help?
Anyway, like you and others have said that is truly a beautiful post.
Thanks, Kiwi. 🙂 But I don’t think there’s anything you can do at the moment. I have to fight some battles on my own, y’know?
*nods* Okay. Hang in there, and keep reading beautiful posts like this one.
Please don’t tell me you’re considering suicide. Please just tell me that you’re having a little bit of a hard time in life!
Well, I haven’t seriously considered it, but I have thought about it a lot recently.
Good. Remember that your life is something that only you own. Never let anyone take that away.